No way our instructor is late, considering how much they preach about punctuality. I watch the seconds tick by. Before it reaches one minute past seven, the door swings open.
My head whips to the side, towards the sound, and my heart tumbles from my chest, all the way down to my heels.
No. Fucking. Way.
When I meet my instructor’s gaze, heat rises up my chest and neck.
I bite the inside of my cheek, praying that he doesn’t remember how desperately I moaned while he fucked me against that door in the utility closet of some random bar.
I’m so fucked.
CHAPTER TWELVE
There are only three rules I have to obey while attending Ezkai Academy.
Only three.
And I managed to break one before I even started my damn training.
Way to go, Phoenix.
I’m grateful Daegel doesn’t react.
His gaze moves away from me to sweep over the rest of the students, and he comes to stand in the middle of the hall with his hands clasped behind his back.
“Good morning,” he says, calm and full of confidence. My knees are weak. Thank fuck I’m sitting. “I’m Ezkai Major Daegel, Executioner Unit. I’ll be your physical prowess instructor for the duration of your training.”
A damn Ezkai Major? Oh dear, I might as well have fucked the General himself.
I should have anticipated this happening before I had sex with a sexy Ezkai stranger in the bar.
I knew we’d probably cross paths again at some point because he belongs to the Order.WhenI’m an Ezkai, not while I’m training. It’s one of theonlythree damn rules I have to obey.
My mind is running a thousand miles an hour. I run the sweaty palms over my pants, but it doesn’t help.
“We’ll start by assessing your combat skills. If some of you have an affinity and a chosen weapon, we’ll also test the strength of your affinity and whether youactuallyhave one,” Daegel says. “This is a series of routine tests that all new cadets have to go through. To figure out the best training course for each of you, we need to know your starting point. Also, the results of your tests will be used to nudge you towards training specifically for one of the five Order units—the Spies, the Protectors, the Executioners, the Scriveners, and the Menders.”
A few cadets raise their hands to ask questions. I try very hard to focus, but my mind keeps wandering to that night at the bar. I can get in trouble for having sex with Daegel. Does that mean he’d be punished in some way, too?
I sure hope. That’s the only way I can come out of this unscathed. If onlyIface consequences for my actions, then I’m completely at his mercy.
Technically, it happened before my orientation day…
I’m snapped from my thoughts when all the cadets rise to their feet and start pairing up. Quickly, I scramble to my feet and find myself a partner. It’s a tall, broad-shouldered fae with a head full of curls and brown doe-like eyes.
“Hi,” I say. “I’m Phoenix.”
Her gaze drops to my neck and then flicks back up to my face.
“I heard you have to slice your own throat to pass your Decarios training in Wetra,” she says.
These fucking people…
“Yeah,” I deadpan. “Right after we drain a newborn baby dry and bathe in its blood.”
Startled, she blinks at me. Then bursts into laughter loud enough that it makes other cadets’ heads snap to our side.
I don’t dare glance at Daegel. A corner of my lips twitches up, and I widen my stance.